see on her sweet face that satisfied and proud smile th

naged to find this place for me and thus protect me from my stalkers, beca

worry is that it makes me feel remorse. My poor sister, who is so young and beautiful because of me, can not take advantage of her youth, she can not even have

ciated. She fights for me so much that I would like to comfort her a little every now and then so she does not have t

ust been a little crook and had not told her, at least then she would not have had t

l jobs for high school students, but the problem with me is... me. I could not work decently with my disability and I do not think anyone

she is so happy when she reads my report cards. She tells me every time that I am very smart and that I have a great future ahead of me. I do not disagree because her eyes shine so brightly and she says that I can not act like an ungrateful perso

h pain and suffering I have to put up with to do so. My sister dese

incerely at her this time. I will fight on m

w a student at C

know. I like our moments together when she prete

your grades and even said you are a genius, he wants you

e fact that I am practically mute, I am afraid she did not, she mostly avoids that aspect so as not to discriminat

she puts her hand on my shoulder and smil

rtificate with all the necessary information. He said that he has no

gerated, I am happy, yes very happy, would this be the invitation to a

ng... I need to re

k to m

the impression that discrimination starts here at home, because my sister always protects me, I do not know why, but she thinks when she treats me with so much kindness and sensitivity that I am fragi

rong, swe

ll make

ment before smiling

you were hungry, I will

not like it when I do even the smallest task and it frustrates me because I feel like I am incapable.Of course, I lower my head sadly. Even i

ould trust m

ing you a delicious soup with fish

e leaving my room, not without asking me to

ncapable in my sister's eyes? No, I do not think she really believes that, it's just that I never gave her t

gile as she wan

I feel my body move as if someone is s

dhog, I am done cooking, are y

heavy from sleep and still aching from the b

elp me. It's a caring gesture, but I do not know why it hurts, but I c